Insanity

Sit down and tell me your story. I will know your ending. Your mind will spiral out of control into the depths of insanity and the knife will cut true- which heart is yet to be told. It is your say; Do you want doubtful Mercy? Or the bloodthirsty Hatred? There is time enough for your end to delay. Worry not for the life of others- who can say they worry for you? How can you trust when you don't believe? There is no point in Sanity- Why else would I be writing this?

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